Jon's Audio Diary Log

June 9, 2621.

So it's been a while since I've done one of these. I've been busy with the usual, killing xenomorphs, kicking Task Force ass, and having interviews with that podcaster ,Elliot. Just a note I'm not going to give the kid my full story. He's after our stories yes and he wants us to explain ourselves in as much "emotional" detail as possible, but I don't want to have this story be bought out. Not that I don't like the kid, nor is it that I don't doubt his intentions, but I just don't want these stories to die. If time has taught me anything, it's that no one can be trusted.

There are exceptions to this though. My friends in the Corps, Dad, Ch'ris, Rachelle, a few others from off world, and most especially my wife ,Jenny. Merciful Master Jesus, I love her. She likes to talk about how many times I saved her, but she forgets sometimes that she also saved me. I may be a hulking beast of a soldier, but my mental and emotional state before I met her was less than healthy. She wanted to be my friend, but I was to conscientious of my guilt over lossing Michelle, Rich, Taylor, and William, that I just didn't want to be responsible for losing anyone else. She wouldn't hear it though, and she was determined to make my life worth living. God bless that woman. I thank him everyday for her and the joy she brings me whenever I wake up next to her.

She's also working on our story to. She feels it's her duty to, because of everything her father did to the marines. The bastard! I'm just glad Jenny didn't end up anything like him. She's actually doing a good job improving on the mistakes her dad made to this planet. She's doing a fantastic job helping me rebuild the Corps, and smack the xenomorph population down. She's also helped build a home for the marines that are mentally and physically impaired, by funding the Hadicapped Veterans Home and Hospital. I've seen the establishment myself, and it's heart warming to see there are people there that treat those guys with the love and care they deserve. Jenny has also been working hard like this to fix the other planets, like BG386, Ryushi, yeah she bought that one, and were also trying to work on LV426. That one though seems to be a lost cause.

But enough of that, it's time I continue the story from where I last left off.

I came to a couple hours later lying on the wet ground; it was raining. I remembered Jenny being dragged off into the jungle by three red, laser ropes. I remembered trying to fight her back before I got my ass shot by a high powered plasma caster blast. I was definitely going to be feeling that when I woke up the next morning. I touched my chest. My armor had protected me from most of the shots impact, and I was oozing just a little. I'd be fine. But they had Jenny. Being shot I was fine with, I've been in fire fights before, and had been shot to many times to even count. This was nothing I couldn't forgive. Kidnapping my friend however, Oh! there was going to be hell to pay!

I didn't bother calling for Jenny, I knew she was gone. But I might as well let her know I was still alive. I roared angrily up into the air as loudly as I could. This wasn't over. I was going to kill them, and get Jenny back, plain and simple. I picked up my Desert Eagle 50 AE, which I'd dropped when the plasma blast hit me. Even though Jenny and I had used up most of our ammunition in the fight earlier, I was still good on Full Metal Jackets and Hollowpoints, which the Desert Eagle can still take. Whatever the case I was pissed and I was coming.

I ran back to the ACP to grab my supplies. I had a feeling I was going to be needing it, and I set out. I found the other shadows that had fleed the battle prior. They were all dead. At least I didn't need to worry about them anymore. I slept alone for two nights. I didn't like that. It felt odd not having Jenny around me anymore. I was beginning to like her. Hell I told her I loved her! and so did she! She cared enough to kiss me on the face! On the mandibles! She was my girlfriend, and I was getting her back alive.

I continued my search bright and early the very next morning. I actually wasn't so upset at Hadrick's early morning alarm drills, and I actually thanked them for helping me to stay as active and alert as I was. I followed the attackers trails closely and carefully. They hadn't expected their prey to survive a plasma caster shot at max power, which was foolish since it made them careless. Instead of having to track signatures I just followed their tracks in the mud. We get very hard rainstorms out here. Sometimes they're enough to cause flash floods. I was thanking God for it though as it not only gave me a trail to follow, but also a source of camoflauging. I took my meshing off and coated my self head to toe in mud to avoid my heat signature. It was freezing outside without my fish net mesh, since it acts as a technological insulation suit. With it off, the air outside being 50 degrees outside, and having cold mud splattered on my body, I was practically dying to the cold. Litteraly. My body wasn't made to handle temperatures like that. No Yatja could for prolonged periods of time. But I was on a mission, and I had endured through much worse before. I was rescuing Jenny, even if I had to freeze my balls off to do it. I continued taking periodic mud baths as I went just to keep my cover up though, which sucked.

The trail eventually took me to one of their camps. I'd passed by about two prior to this one. Unfortunately it was like the others, abandoned. The fire had been put out, their stuff was no where to be seen, and I couldn't find Jenny. I made a soft furious growl. As I was about to investigate I saw cloaked Yatja pounce down from the trees. I made a good call taking those mud baths or else they would've seen me. Their were two of them. I could tell one of them was a male and the other was female. Both of them weren't any taller than I was also. I eyed them hateful as I watched their movements closely and carefully. A thought then came to me, it was an excellent tactic that Jenny had used on me during her training. I was going to use it. I made a small hole in the mud which I hid in quietly, I then made a small noise, which got their attention. They were cautious but I could tell the fell for it, 'hook line and sinker!'

After they were on top of me I attacked. I caught the female, who trailed behind the male closely, and wrapped her in a headlock. I kept my machete close to her throat and began ordering in my native Yatja tongue for them to turn off their cloaking devices. They did so. I wasn't going to kill them or even hurt them, at least not yet anyway. I needed them alive so they could tell me where Jenny was.

I followed my order by commanding them to drop their weapons. "No!" The male said defiantly. "Let her go or I will skin you!" I wasn't intimidated by his meaningless threat.

"Should've thought about that before you took my girl! Now drop your fcking weapons or she's gonna be breathing through her a hole in her throat! You hear me?!" My threats also didn't intimidate him. It also didn't do anything to faze his girl, since she elbowed me in the gut, before flipping me over her and slamming me to the ground. She was about to drive her wristblades through my skull, but I rolled away before she could connect. The male then took her side and they both began firing their plasma casters at me. They would've likely been able to have locked on to me with their targeting systems, but after I took to the jungle and stopped moving around they couldn't find me anywhere. I was still covered in cold mud which was hidding me from their infra-red settings. They continued blindly firing into the jungle before the male stopped the female, telling her it was pointless, since they couldn't find me. He instructed her to change her vision settings, and they began stalking through the trees. They also had the smarts to put their camoflauge back on, even though it made no difference, since I could see them on the infra-red setting, and they couldn't see me.

I could see them squating on a tree branch a couple of paces away from where I stood. "Hey! Over here you ugly assholes!" I taunted them before taking off.

"He's over there!" I heard the female shout. I lead them over to a perfect ambush area. I staged a torn branch an a few rocks that I coated in mud as a dummy, which I set behind a partially rooted tree, and waited. They took my bait again, and I pounced down on top of the male.

"Ch'ris!" the female screamed for the male in a concerned and scared manner. We rolled down the side of a hill punching and clawing each other as we went. Once we reached the bottom we both recoved and threw ourselves at each other once again.

"Traitor!" He called me spitefully, as we grappled. I had no clue what he was talking about, but I didn't care. We threw ourselves off of each other and continued our brawl. He went to throw a punch but I blocked it with my arm and twisted it around his. He growled in pain as I began punching him. He then broke my armlock and swept my feet with his leg skillfully tripping me. The male then knelt over my body pinning me, before throwing a series of punches to my face. He continued cursing me as he did so, calling me a traitor again, among his other insults. One of his strikes knocked my mask off. I then did a Judo technique, and managed to wrapped my legs around Ch'ris' throat and forced him off of me. I got back up right as the female was about to take my head off with her wristblades. I dodged the attack and ran into her tackling her up against a tree. I began throwing my fists at her but she caught them both and kicked me back. The male Yatja then caught me wrapping his arms over mine and holding me in place. "Where are the others?! Where are they hidding?! Answer me traitor?!" He roared.

"Go fck yourself!" I told him before he ordered the female to begin beating me. They wanted me alive also for some reason. That made no sense, and what did he mean by when he asked where the "others" were. I didn't care to find answers and just fought back.

I stomped down on the male's foot hard enough for him to let me go. I then took the second I had and grabbed him by the arm and threw him into the female. She was unfazed and began retaliating. She kicked me several times in the face before forcing me against a tree. She held her wristblades to my throat and told me to answer to the male's questions. I responded by punching her in the face before picking her up by the arm and throwing her.

I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my abdomen which shot up my body like electric fire. The male had stabbed me with his wristblades. Luckily his strike was weak so he wasn't able to send them in deep enough to penetrate anything vital. We fought for a moment; I was trying to hold his wrist and force the blades out, but he continued to force them deeper into me. That hurt like hell. I finally had had enough of it and roared loudly in his face before slamming my arm down on the ball joint in his elbow. I then let go of his other arm and put my elbow in his face hard. I was then able to wrench his wristblades out of my lower right side where he'd stabbed me and Judo flipped him to the ground. I then set my sights on the female who I anticipated was going to attack me from behind. I caught her combi-stick as she was about to bring it down on my back and pinned her to a tree. I held the weapon up against her throat, choking her.

"Where is Jenny?" I asked with a pissed off look on my face. I gave her enough breathing room for her to speak. She didn't answer me. The male then tried to sneak attack me, but I moved the combi-stick and hit him with one of the edges scrapping his chest with it. The cut wasn't deep, but it was enough to make him stop. Unfortunately it took my attention away from the female long enough for her to maneuver herself under the combi-stick in a quick motion before she kicked the back of my leg on my lateral condyle, where the tibia and fibula bones connect, just below the kneecap. She hit a pressure point there which caused me to fall, allowing her to wrap her arms around me and push her hands against my head cutting off movementto my head and arms. In an attempt to keep me subdued the male kicked me in the crotch. That hurt worse than the wristblades grazing my right kidney.

The male then grabbed at my dreadlocks and pulled them back so we could stare each other in the face. He then took his bio-mask off and looked at me. His face was a little darker brown than mine was with blue and black accents running along the top of his head and extending down in spots to the back of his top mandibles. His eyes were green, and his dreadlocks were braided with gold beads. "NOW! START TALKING! WHERE ARE THE OTHER BAD BLOODS AND WHERE HAVE THEY TAKEN MY SISTER?!" He roared in my face. I didn't answer him. He then back handed me with his wrist gauntlet causing me to spit some blood. "I WILL NOT ASK YOU AGAIN! WHERE HAVE YOU TAKEN ZELL-OAH?!" He screamed in my face again.

The female then noticed something, which she brought to the male's attention. "Ch'ris wait! We may have the caught the wrong Yatja! Look at his garments and his mask!" They stopped beating me after they figured that out, and even tried being more diplomatic. But the damage had already been done. They'd not only shot me with a high powered plasma caster shot, taken my girlfriend, and beat the snoot out of me, but now they kicked me in the groin. If I wasn't angry before, I was furious at that point.

I roared at the male's face. I could see the look of suprise in his eyes. I then slammed my head into his, before reaching my arms over the female's shoulders, grbbing her back armor, and slamming her down on him. I was about to pick her up and slam her down on him again, but she rolled off of him and he kicked me away. I recovered just before they could and I charged the female. I tackled her to the ground and began throwing my fists at her as hard as I could, I managed to even knock her mask off. Her face was white, but the back of her head was red which devolved into a purple color as it continued further back. Her eyes were blue and her dreadlocks were longer and beaded silver.

The male came to help her, but I lept off her and blocked another blow he was about to make and punched him repeatedly, before I twisted his arm and brought his face down on my knee. That was satisfying. I then threw him into the female as she came to attack. She recoved quickly and tried to throw a kick at me. I had had enough of her crap and caught her foot. I twisted it causing her to fall to the ground. I laid on her and kept my hold on her leg continuing to twist it. She cried out for the male in agony. The male was trying to recover but couldn't get up quickly enough to help. I took the opportunity to disarm her of her wristblades and her plasma caster. I then stood her up and locked my arm around her throat. She tried to elbow me but my adrenaline was flowing to much for me to feel it, and I was to pissed off to care about the pain. I brought my Desert Eagle and put it up against her head, which made her stop.

"Rachelle!" Ch'ris roared after finding me pointing a gun against her head. He roared as he prepared his plasma caster.

I avoided the shot while I kept my hold on Rachelle, and retaliated by shooting the plasma caster right on the base of his backpack, where it connected to his armor. The ranged weapon fell off his shoulder with a metallic clanck. He went to try and pick it back up again, but I shot it right as he was about to touch it.

The male looked at me and saw I'd turned my firearm on his girl. "DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT ,SHT FACE, UNLESS YOU THINK YOUR LUCKY ENOUGH TO TRY OR ELSE YOU AND YOUR GIRL HERE WILL BE THINKING WITH HOLES THROUGH YOUR FOREHEADS!" I told him.

"Ch'ris don't!" Rachelle told him.

"LET HER GO NOW!" He ordered me.

"BOTH OF YOU BETTER SHUT THE FCK UP I MEAN IT!" I looked at the male in the face hard. I flared my mandibles to let him know I was not happy, but I didn't need to. He could see the look in my eyes and tell just how truely mad I was and that I wasn't screwing around. He looked at me, then at his girlfriend, then at the plasma caster, and back at me.

"Hold it! Now I know exactly what you're thinking, but forget it, it won't work. I can kill you and your girlfriend here faster than you can even reach that plasma caster of yours in time. Also note that this is a Desert Eagle 50 AE. I don't expect either of you to know what it is, but I will tell you it is powerful enough to leave a nasty hole in whatever I shoot it with. That includes you two. I'm also a pretty good shot with it. So you should ask yourself if your feeling lucky enough to try. Well do you punk!" I said, taking some inspiration from Dirty Harry. You can tell that I am also a fan of Clint Eastwood. I also like Bruce Willis.

My threat had terrified the female enough to tell him stop. Although I could sense she had no care for her well-being but for that of her boyfriend. "Don't do it Ch'ris. Listen to the Yatja and just leave it." The male looked at the weapon one last time before looking back at his girlfriend and I and complying.

"Good idea. Now I want some answers!" I began.

"As do we!" the male said challenging. I put my finger back on the trigger of the gun which silenced him. "Please! Stop! Stop! Stop. Please don't hurt her. Please. We will do whatever you want." He said in a more polite and desperate tone.

"May we ask you one question first, Please?" The female asked me.

I gave the female a wicked angry look before replying. "Fine! But make it quick!" I said keeping the gun on her.

"Are you among the traitors who took my sister ,Zell-oah, because you do not appear to be?" The male asked.

"I have no fcking clue who the hell you're talking about." I answered.

"So you are not one of the traitors who betrayed us and kidnapped my mate's sister?" The female asked.

"Hell No! I don't even know who the both of you are!" I answered them.

"But then who are-" He was about to ask before I silenced him.

"You've asked your questions, and now it's time you start giving me answers! Where is Jenny?!" I roared.

"Jenny? Who is Jenny?" The male asked.

"A friend of mine! You know part Ooman, part xenomorph! The one you took from me when you shot me with a plasma caster blast! Any of this ringing any bells?!" The male and the female looked at each other and at me confused.

"We do not know who you speak of." The male answered me in confusion.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! Hold on here! You're saying you weren't the ones who attacked me and my Ooman friend two days ago?" I asked confused.

"No. We have never see you or any Ooman you have described to us like that." Ch'ris answered me. My look of anger had devolved into that of confusion, and disappointment. I moved my finger gently off the trigger of the gun.

"Perhaps the Ooman you speak of was taken by the same ones we are also after." Rachelle hypothesized.

I looked at her and her mate before replying. "Alright, alright. Listen. I'm going to stop right now. I'll put my gun away and I'll let you do the same, alright?" I told them.

"Yes. We shall stop fighting you aswell." They agreed. I released my hold on Rachelle. We continued our engagement diplomatically.

"I am Ch'ris. This is my mate Rachelle. We are the leaders of the Vall-kcor'sta clan. Who are you strange one?" Ch'ris asked, introducing himself and his wife.

"I'm Kjon Schaefer." I introduced myself.

They both gasped in amazement. "You live among the mighty Ooman Schaefers?" Rachelle asked this time she spoke to me in English.

"Yes. One of them took me in and raised me as his own." I answered truthfully. I'd been so caught up in the fight and trying to find Jenny, that I forgot how highly my kind regarded us Schaefers.

"He is one of the Schaefers." Ch'ris responded in suprise. They both made respectful bowing gestures. I made the same greeting motion with confused respect.

"We appologize deeply for troubling you blessed one. We did not realize at first that you were not one of the traitors. We couldn't see you past your disguise." Ch'ris apologized.

"No wonder your apparel is so strange. You have lived among the Oomans. That was also a very clever trick of yours to out smart our technology like that." Rachelle said.

"Yes, Yes. I'm sorry for jumping you back there. That was my mistake. I sincerely apologize for that," I began, "I don't mean to be disrespectful when I say this, but can either of you two explain what the fck is happening? Because I'm trying to find my friend who was kidnapped by a group of Yatja, and it appears to me I have the wrong individuals." I asked.

We spent the next half hour explaining ourselves. I explained my side of the story first, telling them who Jenny was, and what we were doing here before she was taken. Ch'ris and Rachelle then explained how a group of traitors from their clan had kidnapped Ch'ris' sister ,Zell-oah, and were using her to try and remove Ch'ris from his power over the clan so they could continue to live freely as bad blooded hunters. They'd apparently made several attempts against Ch'ris, but all of them up to this point had failed. Ch'ris and Rachell followed the bad bloods to this planet, who had annihilated the remaining shadows Jenny and I were fighting against. As we tried figuring out what had happened, the bad bloods found us and attacked for one reason or another. To make a long story short, Jenny and I had come to the wrong place at the wrong time.

"Damn!" I cursed, "I'm seriously very sorry for my inconvenience to you both. I truely am." I sincerely apologized to them both.

"We understand your confusion and your anger, and we forgive you for it. We are also very sorry that we brought this burden down upon you, and we are most deeply sorry that they took your Ooman friend." Ch'ris replied respectfully.

"Sons-of-bches! I'm referring to the bad bloods." I clarified to them both so as not to offend them.

"Your analogy of them is sound ,strange one." Rachelle said.

I stood there with an angry look on my face, before I turned to hand Ch'ris and Rachelle their gear. "What are you doing strange one?" Ch'ris asked.

"Those bastards took my girlfriend and I'm going to get her back. I'm coming with you so I can have a better chance of doing that. I'm also going to help you get your sister back." I said handing Ch'ris' bio-mask back to him. He looked down at it then to his wife, who studied me for a short moment before curving her mandibles in a smile, and shaking her head positively to her husband. Ch'ris then returned to me and smiled before taking hold of my arm "We are greatly appreciative of your assisting us Kjon. We accept your alliance. We will also assist you in finding your Ooman friend."

I smiled at him and nodded. After retrieving all of our equipment we'd dropped in the fight, quickly patching up each others injuries, and saying a respectful prayer to each of our deities, we headed out. I had made two new friends that day with Ch'ris and Rachelle. They were good Yatja. Although they came from a dishonorable clan, I could tell they had honorable intentions, which they explained later telling me they were trying to restore their clan's honor. I was sympathetic to them, not just because of what they were enduring, but because I knew how they felt to some extent. I was an dishonorable Abomination who was also trying to fight honorably to restore my dishonor, as well as my mother's. I explained some of this to my new friends as we trudged through the wilderness.

I did not rest easily those nights. Neither did Ch'ris or his wife, who he slept closely together in a protective manner. I didn't know what the bad bloods had done to Jenny. I had no clue if she was still alive or if she was dead. That thought made it especially hard to find sleep. I didn't want to think she was nothing more than a polished trophy. I didn't want to believe that. I didn't. I spent half the night praying to God asking that he keep Jenny safe, and that he would give me and my friends the strength we needed to find our kidnapped friends. The praying did help eleviat some of my anxiety but not all of it. I needed to know Jenny was alright, I needed to know she was alive. Merciful Master Jesus! I needed her next to me again! I know I was becoming to interested with her, but could you blame me! Plus she wanted me to care about her! She loved me, and I loved her. No I wasn't going to let those sons-of-bches get away with this. I would get her back alive! and I'd also help my new friends get their loved one back to.

Eventually the good Lord blessed me with his peace, and I found sleep.

Merciful Master Jesus, thank-you! Man was this chapter hard to right. I wasn't having any trouble being motivated to get it done, but having to choreograph that fight was a pain. I'm finished with it now though, and I've finally managed to get around to getting to Kj's explanation of the story, and how he truely feels about Jenny. Also I've finally managed to introduce Ch'ris and Rachelle to the story. Also just to clarify I designed Kj to look like the jungle hunter from the first movie, while Ch'ris and Rachelle are designed off of the emissary predators who were supposed to be in the 2018 movie. Anyway I hope you guys like the story, and I'll get to work on the next part as soon as possible. Later

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